As usual, he entered the palace early in the morning to attend the court meeting. After the meeting was over, he went to the Ministry of War to sing Mao. After signing his name on several irrelevant documents, he had nothing to do throughout the morning. He passed the time with a large cup of strong tea and a few newspapers. He ate lunch in the canteen of the yamen and chatted with several ministers and ministers. In the afternoon, he took a car out of the city and went to the Royal Military Academy in Beim Mountain. Only when he was with the young students, he felt that his life was fulfilling. As night fell, Li Jing returned to the Duke of Wei's mansion in the city in a four-wheeled carriage given by his emperor.

“The meat is a little salty.”

As usual, Li Jing and his wife had a meal together. The meal was not very rich. A plate of fried meat with lotus slices, a mutton soup, and a plate of vegetarian fried chicken. Mrs. Chen picked up a chopstick meat, which was very salty.

"Since the promulgation of the new tax law, our chefs have replenished their salt." Li Jing shook his head and smiled.

"It's all caused by the salt monopoly. Since the court announced that it would start the salt monopoly from September and the salt price has increased, you don't know that the salt in Luoyang City has been snatched away by the people. The housekeeper Fu and the chef Zhao San pulled a big cart a few days ago and snatched a large bag back. There was a whole stone of salt. I don't know which year or month I have to eat it." Mrs. Chen said to her husband with a gentle smile.

"No wonder that there is so much salt in the vegetables every day recently." Li Jing smiled. "In fact, the people are also panic. After buying salt, the price of salt will indeed rise, and there will be a lot of increases. But the family only eats a few kilograms of salt a month. A cheaper salt costs only a few cents, and a month is actually just about ten or twenty cents. But some people are fanning the flames behind, and they are really not afraid of death."

Mrs. Chen frowned slightly. "What, there is still something inside of this matter?"

"If there is no inside story, how could the city be full of storms and chaos because of such a little oil and salt matter." Li Jing was not too salty after eating a few bites of the dishes, so he picked up a spoon to scoop mutton soup and drank it. Finally, the chef had not put salt in the soup. "This tax reform is not as simple as a few cents per kilogram of salt. Most people have a lighter burden. But the burden on the people is lighter. Others have to bear more. Those with a lot of fields, those with many shops, workshops and mines have basically been greatly affected. People in the world are unwilling to suffer losses. The original one who owns thousands of hectares of land can only pay a few chunks of tax a year, but now taxes are levied on a mu, dozens of cents per acre, and tens of thousands of acres of acres are hundreds of thousands of yuan, which is a huge piece of meat. Naturally, there are those who are unwilling to give up, but they are not able to overestimate their abilities and do some stupid things."
Chapter completed!